At this time, Zhang Ping held the war fire in both hands, which was the "Soul of War Fire" mentioned by Prince Dan Meng, walking on the colorful rainbow bridge like a god.

The war spread out a circle of missing light, like water marks, but the red light, warm and gorgeous, looks more beautiful and dreamy on this tragic battlefield; but this beautiful and dreamy water mark is not harmless.

The faint water mark swept over, and the monsters in the Nightmare quickly became depressed, and even the Nightmare Legion was affected.

War is born with aggressiveness.

The war has the characteristics of bonus on one's own people.

In this dream world, war shows powerful abilities.

In terms of the Nightmare Legion, the Nightmare Tree can also shine, but the Nightmare Tree itself is not a "soul flame" after all.

Finally, the Nightmare Legion has a larger number, and it also has an advantage in the dream space, rich combat experience, and can still gain the upper hand now.

However, in the core battlefield position, that is, Zhang Ping's side, the situation is slightly different.

Zhang Ping held the war in both hands. The nearby masters were affected by the war and turned into war giants one by one. The "nobles" in the nightmare fought, but retreated step by step - they were still affected when the war advanced.

Until the Nightmare King, Prince Chaomeng took the initiative to attack.

Zhang Ping looked up silently, looked at Prince Huaimeng who was approaching madly, calmly staring, without saying a word.

Some plans have been formulated long ago. Now they only need to be implemented firmly, even at the cost of their lives.

The "giants" around Zhang Ping joined forces to block Prince Dan Meng's attack.

Prince Chaomeng roared, and there was a flash of cold light. Every cold light could tear the void and cause huge damage.

Zhang Ping saw that some consciousness bodies were torn apart and then disappeared; however, more consciousness bodies roared and rushed up.

No retreat, no fear, no hesitation.

Prince Huameng roared and roared, but he could not stop Zhang Ping from moving forward. He could not even get close to Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping silently looked at the battle above his head, or...massacre!

One by one, a few masters blocked Prince Chaomeng above their heads and were also fighting against the nobles of the nightmare.

But the nobles of nightmare can be stopped, and Prince Chaomeng cannot be regarded as the one who can only use his life to fill it.

In this dream world, Prince Chaomeng is a god-like existence.

If the war had not been of extraordinary effectiveness and if everyone had not been determined, the situation would have collapsed long ago. But it is not optimistic now.

Zhang Ping wanted to speed up, but as he approached the Nightmare Tree, the Nightmare Tree itself formed a defense.

Zhang Ping wanted to use war to ignite the Nightmare Tree, Prince Chaomeng knew very well - Nightmare is what he played with.

Now, Prince Chaomeng also regretted it. He had never expected that in this desolate starry sky, this relatively young civilization could actually ignite the battle soul sacred fire, and he did not expect that this civilization would also know how to ignite the nightmare tree with the new fire of war.

He shouldn't have released the Nightmare Tree...well, that's what's happening.

When you see that the Battle Soul Holy Fire is ignited here, Prince Chaomeng will inevitably activate the Nightmare Tree.

At that time, Prince Huai Meng never expected that this small civilization would be like crazy!

Everything after that is inevitable.

Fighting, killing, roaring, screaming, and chaotic sounds surround Zhang Ping.

Everything around him was remembered in his heart, Zhang Ping held his head and looked at everything silently.

The road ahead is becoming more and more difficult, and the resistance is getting bigger and bigger. But Zhang Ping's footsteps are accelerating.

At some point, flames appeared around Zhang Ping. This flame was not only the true fire of the sun, not only the huge will, nor the blessing of war, but also the anger, the belief that he would never give up until he achieved his goal, but also... the soul of the nation, the belief and spirit of an ancient nation!

Everything is in sublimation.

There were constant obstacles from the nobles of nightmare, Prince Dan Meng swooped again and again, and the "giants" beside Zhang Ping fell one by one, adding one by one.

Gradually, the shouts disappeared, and everything seemed to be a silent movie. However, there was an indescribable belief and determination that surged around Zhang Ping.

The Nightmare Tree is getting closer and closer.

Zhang Ping could even look at the roots of the Nightmare Tree, absorbing the energy of these worlds, but he could also see the roots closest to him, which seemed to be trembling slightly.

The ripple emitted by the war spread in circles, hitting the defense on the surface of the Nightmare Tree.

Whenever the ripples of war hit, you can see pits appear on the defenses on the surface of the Nightmare Tree, like plastic paper impacted by flames.

But the defense of the Nightmare Tree is quickly restored, and the Nightmare Tree is quickly absorbing the energy of this world and is also growing rapidly.

Dong...

Dong...

The sound of footsteps came from the void, firm, powerful, without any wavering.

Nightmare was angry, Prince Chaomeng roared and drove away the overwhelming dream monster in front of Zhang Ping.

However, the ripples of the war continued to spread. At close range, the ripples of the war, coupled with Zhang Ping's own ability, directly ignited a large number of dream monsters and turned into ashes.

At this moment, these monsters seemed to be flying into the fire, but they were endless.

But the power of the war fire and the war soul holy fire made all this seem futile.

Zhang Ping moved forward firmly, without saying anything; his eyes were looking at the core of the war, Kong Qian's "consciousness body" had begun to become hazy, and there was not much time left.

Zhang Ping's consciousness was scanning the surroundings, and his heart became more and more anxious.

Suddenly, Zhang Ping's heart moved: I saw you!

What did Zhang Ping see? They were the "grandfathers" in their first dreams - that is, the third party forces that Zhang Ping had determined to exist before, these mice that hid and dared not see people.

Before Kong Qian entered the war, he had already thought: those mice would appear.

Although these mice only appeared once or twice and did not look for them to do anything. But one thing is certain: uneasy and kind-hearted.

Now Qin Huangxing has ignited the war. After changing the spirit and soul level, the "holy fire" at the civilization level, the other party will inevitably be moved.

But before that, everyone was completely unable to determine the specific time of the "Rats" appearing.

Of course, there is also a speculation: when the war reaches its peak, when the war between humans and nightmare is in a state of anxiety.

That is the present!

Sure enough, the mice appeared.

Zhang Ping saw twenty or thirty light gray, translucent, hazy figures appearing, and these figures are very blurry, like a ball of shadows.

They quickly broke away the nightmare and the dream beast; when Prince Chaomeng fought with the masters, they instantly appeared in front of Zhang Ping.

The human masters exclaimed.

Prince Chaomeng was also stunned.

But at this moment, Zhang Ping smiled: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A wide blade that swallowed the mouth appeared in Zhang Ping's hand.

The blade is in a simple and heavy bronze color, flowing with domineering spirit.
Chapter completed!